Grant’s head lifted, pulled out of his trance by the sound of something real.

Addie pointed at Serena’s photo with a shaking finger.

“She’s not gone!” Addie cried. “I saw her! Yesterday! She was behind a window. She looked right at me!”

A ripple of whispers rolled through the cemetery.

“Whose child is that?”

“Where are her parents?”

“How disrespectful…”

Grant took a step forward. His bodyguards tried to block him, but he shoved past them with a sudden, raw force. He walked straight to Addie and dropped to one knee, not caring what happened to his expensive suit.

“What did you say?” Grant asked, voice trembling.